And that Heller, fresh off the sharp Can You Ever Forgive Me?, is the one mediating their communion, steering it away from schmaltz and into more honest and ...Rogersian sentiment.

I think that if a movie about a group of men drugging and robbing people developed and resolved in the same way that Hustlers does, the tone of the review would be very similar. The difficulty would be coming up with a group of male protagonists that are taken advantage of as much as the dancers are. The women can be…

I dunno, it seems to me the solution here is to find some specific critics you like and read them, which has pretty much always been the solution to myriad issues with film criticism. There’s a lot of bad stuff out there. But I would not classify any of the AVC film people as interested in the “zeitgeist of an…

But what if this was a different and entirely made up other movie? WHAT THEN?

Because the subject matter would be markedly different. You can’t see the difference in power dynamics? Also the socialization of women and men would lead to different outcomes anyway. 

I have, in fact, not least because I try to re-read mine a few times before I turn them in. I’m also a big fan of Rife, D’Angelo, Murthi, Shoemaker, and all of the other film contributors here, and I wouldn’t call that an accurate description of their work (not least because our personal styles and tastes have a fair…

I was informed by the best minds of various comment sections that this movie would be an hour of a half of Cardi B kicking a man in the balls and shouting “I WON’T GET IN TROUBLE FOR THIS! I AM BENEFITING FROM DOUBLE STANDARDS TO SPITE YOU PERSONALLY!”

I’ve never been able to reconcile my feelings about the book. On the one hand it’s meandering, poorly paced, has a truly unlikeable lead, and can’t seem to decide what it’s about. On the other, it’s weird and compelling and I had no trouble breezing through it. Perhaps ‘haunted’ is a good term. I don’t think I’d call…

Various thoughts:

I think you could have turned this into a limited series and had it work. Or you could have made a movie that wasn’t completely faithful to the original, focusing on some plot points (the Manhattan stuff, maybe?) and cutting out substantial portions (e.g. the last 100 pages, to start).

The slow-motion flashbacks to the bombing itself (we never learn anything about who planned the attack or why) are more quiet than extremely loud, but they come incredibly close to tastelessly evoking the ashen horror of 9/11.

I’m one of those moviegoers who doesn’t bellyache about the seemingly all-IP Cineplex offerings (especially since there are several good “original” movies out right now, but mainly because I enjoy said franchised IPs), but it is a pleasure to see a movie poster shill itself with “A Rian Johnson whodunit” and instantly…

Have you ever tried, you know, remembering stuff?

Please tell me that multi-page examination you linked to is satire. Wow.

I prefer my Rians mianly on the plian.

I haven’t seen Brick yet (it’s on my incredibly long list) but I’d always thought that was the point; the contrast and friction between the modern high school setting and the old-school 1930s noir style and dialogue.

funny to see you call what was so charming and unique about Brick “stupid”. to each his own, i guess.

Great, now you’re posting that same boring link to someone else’s TLJ critique in TWO different forums now.  Give it a rest!  Form your own opinions!